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Friday, March 22, 2013

A call to the Las Vegas Court this morning ascertained the hearing on the matter of Alexander, 13th Duke of Manchester regarding his passing a bad check to obtain a car, heard in January, will now be subject to a Status Hearing to ascertain if Alex and Laura came up with the cash to reimburse the car loan folks, plus costs. There is no truth to the rumor Dan (Drone Boy) O'Dowd, offered to send them a drone, to be used to hit the Las Vegas Court where Judge Cynthia Cruz will be hearing Alex's excuses. Hearing will take place: April 16th at 8am.

And here is a new feature, begun last night on our Drone Series with Dan (Drone Boy) O'Dowd

Craig
can be annoying. Probably even now that he is living down South,
nearly in San Diego, Dan twitches when thinking about those loose lips
which sink ships.

Dan
Boy loves drones, they, and other WarTech have made him rich, rich,
rich! But all is not well in Drone Boy Land. Craig just can't shut up.

Imagine
for a moment a Drone Boy fantasy....."Craig, we're doing a special job
for the military and we need you. You can bring your guitar and people
around the world will be listening without turning down the sound as you
play. I've even arranged for you to be on C-Span - Live, for awhile,
anyway. "

"Wow! Sounds great, Dan, a real performance? People will listen without the glue on the seats?"

"Yes, they will Craig. And it will blow your mind and I'll be watching, too. You are going to be an embedded system."

Craig
tears up a little. Dan has never come to any of his performances. He
didn't even come to the Reason Dinner or to his Roast, which Craig paid
for himself.

"Aw, Dan....I don't know how to thank you."

Dan smiles.

"I've
been planning this for you and I want you to know it is Green Hills
Software's finest moment - except for some of those in Afghanistan."

Stay tuned for more adventures with Dan, Amy Craig and other folks from Green Hills!

All's fair in war, and with the highly disordered. And in Drone Boy Land there are NO non-combatants.

Tuesday, March 5, 2013

It's just like the plot from, “Throw
Mama from the Train.” Craig said boisterously, as he lumbered
along next to Dan on the way to lunch from their posh corporate
offices at Green Hills Software, Inc. Both liked the Japanese
restaurant around the corner, which had the best lunch specials.
Craig had gotten to like Japanese food while he was opening up the
Japanese market for the company several years before.

Dan showed no obvious reaction to
Craig's excited statement, but it had, after all been Dan's idea, and
Dan being Dan, this had not been sudden. Craig could tell now he had
been thinking about it for a while.

Dan, a short and desiccated little man
looked odd walking beside the galumphing bulk of Craig, who was both
taller and far wider. The two generally had lunch together, leaving
the pristine confines of the building for their confidential
discussions about business and getting more money and business.

Today, Dan was presenting a deal he had
worked out in his mind over the last several years.

Dan, CEO, had an appendage he wanted to
dump, in this case the appendage was Glenn Hightower, the venture
capitalist and former employer who had originally funded Green Hills.
This would be tricky, as Glenn was perfectly able to get funding to
buy Dan out at a price far higher than Dan could swing since Glenn
owned three successful companies. So it would take some real
finessing.

Max, Dan could manage the sudden death
buyout for 47 million – but the company was worth 350 million.
This is why he needed to make it impossible for Hightower to get
funding. Craig was necessary for this because the employees trusted
him and Dan could not afford to bribe them directly.

Dan had been listening to Craig grouse
about his wife for several weeks now.

Craig also had an appendage he wanted
to dump, his wife, Melinda who had just saved him from the IRS and so
gotten the idea she had something to say about how their money was
spent – since at the same time she had gotten $250,000 back and
saved them from foreclosure and losing their home when it came to
light Craig had lied about filing his taxes.

After the initial relief, about which
Craig had told him, Dan knew his Senior Vice President had moved on
to feeling fenced in. Even though always being on the edge
financially had been annoying he could see Craig also found it
stimulating and exciting. Dan could read him like a book, after all
these years.

He watched as Craig frowned. Melinda
had strongly resisted the idea of taking a header on the speculative
stock deal he had found, another dumb idea, Dan knew, but, hey, it
kept him needing loans and on the job.

Craig had been the secret ingredient
which saved his ass when it looked like he would need to go back to
Glenn for more funding in 1995. Craig had made their first sales –
before he even worked for him or they had spoken. Craig was
brilliant, no doubt, just dumb about everything except code and
computers.

Dan had learned to watch Craig process.
Now, he was thinking about Melinda, and he was frowning. She
thought they should save their money. How dumb could you be?

With her out of the way.....so many
things would be possible. Craig's face lightened.

Craig ordered first, after they sat
down.

“What do you want me to do?” Craig
leaned slightly over the table toward Dan. Leaning was hard for
Craig because of his gut.

Dan sat back and looked at him for a
moment in that dry way he had. “You can't talk about this. If we
keep our mouths shut no one will know. But it you talk...if Glenn
can prove anything...” “Hey, you know you can trust me.

Visions of women, really, really young
ones, started spiraling through Craig's brain. Yes. He could see
it.

He would need to get help with
that...his mind plunged into the problem, finding a solution.

Morgan, perfect. And the timing could
not be better. Melinda was in the hospital all the time with Arthur,
who had stupidly creamed himself and not had the decency to just die.
Arthur was his adopted son. He had adopted him along with his
sisters. But the sisters, blond and gorgeous, he had had a use for.
Melinda had gotten in the way there, too.

If he paid Morgan, the oldest one, she
would do whatever he asked.

“You know, Melinda's heart is not
good. This might actually kill her.” He smiled at Dan, who
nodded, looking down at his menu. “That would simplify things.”
He looked up.

This will be judged on the basis of
chronological age, appearance and by which of the contestants accomplishes the most in
their dotage, not begun.

Morgan set the race in motion by
claiming Melinda and Wendy are Old Ladies. But, by the implied
definition Morgan is an old lady her self and very likely, like
Laura, approaching menopause.

Wendy Buford Montagu was born July 15,
1967. Still fertile!

Morgan was born July 5, 1967, a day
which will live in infamy for myself and my entire family. Not fertile.

Laura was born September 12, 1962. Arguably, very not fertile.

Wendy wins the I-Am-Not-An-Old-Lady
Contest. She also declines to discuss her love life, a good move on
her part. You know, Wendy could be happily married or engaged and
neither of the Old Ladies in the Middle, namely Morgan and Laura,
would even know. But I do. SMILE

Melinda was born October 26, 1948 and
is glad the biologically reproductive part of her life is complete.

Off Spring

Melinda wins the How Many Babies Sweepstakes with Six to Wendy
and Morgan at two each and Laura – 0.

Appearance

Now, I supplied Laura with a
Melinda-just-out-of-bed photo some months ago. I suggest she and
Morgan stop using photos more than 20 years old and supply us with
something taken in the last year before make-up is applied.

Wendy has been gainfully employed for
over 25 years.Alex can vouch for this as Wendy supported him for 15 of those years.

Laura has no resume she is willing to
reveal.

Morgan, reportedly, has a job at
Walmart and lied about everything else.

So, send in facts for publication. We
eagerly await same.

Addendum:

Regarding
your entirely inaccurate comment as to 'stalking' and other
inappropriate behaviors I repeat, for those reading this, that it is
Morgan and Laura who have engaged in payment for slander and libel.
Wendy and I just tell the truth and suggest Morgan and Laura try this
some time.

Aging is a normal part of life, one all of us must accept and with which each of us must come to terms.

Follow both the Manchesters

Alex kicked Laura, his duchess out and she told me she was heading to Michigan to change her life and take up her real identity. I told her I would stop exposing her. Then, she attacked me again. Bad move, Laura.

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More on Manchesters

As you read through the sites below you will see references to sites where Laura spends her time posting historical information on the honorable history of the Manchesters. The family lost their wealth several generations ago and today the Duke lives on a tiny stipend which barely supports a lower middle class life style.

This is pathetic, not because they lost their wealth, that happens to people who are honorable every day.

However, to focus on the past instead of attempting to restore the family's honor is sad beyond belief.

For Alex, projecting a semblance of past wealth and stature is necessary for continuing his career as a con-artist. Alex has lived on converting the reputation of his ancestors to money, goods, and services extracted under false pretenses most of his life.

For Laura, the motive is her wish to be someone who matters.

The only things which mean anything to Laura are wealth and status, to which she, herself, has no claim except for her marriage to Alexander.

Today Laura is in her early 50s, a sad and aging woman with nothing in her life but fantasies from someone else's past.

When you read her sites remember this and pray for her. Her relationship with Alexander, 13th Duke of Manchester has cost her everything in life that lasts - and matters.